#Pronoia

[palatinewolfsblog]

Pronoia

The exact opposite of paranoia.

The firm belief that our universe operates in our favor.

[daffy-rimi]

[strange-thick-daily]

Stand in the rain and not get wetter

Album: Jammin’ Tv Sessions

Song: Pronoia

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[daisygreenwitch]

🧚🏼 PRONOIA ~ the belief that the world around you is conspiring in your favor ~ the opposite of paranoia 🧚🏼

When you start believing that the universe and all of life is conspiring in your favor, you will begin to see the magic unfold before your eyes.

If you look for proof that things are working out, you’ll find it.

If you seek out the ways in which life is beautiful, you’ll find them.

If you choose to see magic, magic is what you’ll find.

All is possible through the power of your mind. 🌿🤲🏼✨

[losprimeros]

richmond techno @ heaven, new york

[pixelperfectminis]

Schizophrenia is being unable to dismiss any event as random.

[ellaenchanting]

Hypnovember Day 23: All for One

It gave her a delicious paranoia. Once she agreed to it, every interaction with her Dom was potentially loaded. Every word and gesture and motion could be completely innocuous - or it could be part of a meticulously planned manipulation. Of course, there were obvious commands she followed- and clear hypnosis sessions where she knew something had changed. But- what most excited her about it was that all of the casual conversations about Pokemon and politics and day to day minutia could now have a secret hidden meanings. Easing her. Priming her. Making her more suggestible. Reinforcing ideas. Preparing her for changes she might not ever be able to notice once they happened. She imagined herself as clay- being shaped more and more each day into whatever they wanted her to be. A word here. A forgotten trigger there. A touch packed with hidden meaning. All of it for one purpose: Making her more and more theirs.

[maireadshitpost]

🌒🖤

[olivepoet]

Haunting of Sleep Paralysis

When I tell people I have sleep paralysis, they tend to mourn for my lack of sleep. They ask, "Do you see demons?" or, "Is it true you can't move?" Others sympathize with what they think I may be experiencing: fear. It's odd, in my opinion. To fear the lurking shadows that creep from the corners of my eyes. I felt numb and heavy throughout my entire body, desperate to twitch a finger to feel ten times lighter. People think that's scary. Honestly, it's not the best way to start a 4:00 morning on a Monday. But it's also not the most frightening thing either.

I do not concern myself with what's happening in my dreams. Not even the haunting of sleep paralysis. The real stuff keeps me awake, like the tiny blue button from the fan that lights up the room. Sometimes, on windy days, the rattling of the screen door on the window makes me clench my jaws. Or worse: hearing the shadows whisper behind my back. She's a snake descaling against the back of my skull, leaving so much doubt behind. It's evidence that everything you are afraid of is true. What scares me, what keeps me up at night, the truth is: that only I can love myself. I would rather be haunted by paralysis every night than realize I haven't experienced what it is to be loved.

[mossiestpiglet]

I really try to keep my pronoia in check but sometimes it feels like the universe is constantly conspiring to make me unable to make bad/toxic choices even when I want to and it’s so frustrating

[a-sadfuckingbitch]

Love is hope . Is it. It is infatuation I think. Love is despair. Love is ache. Love is that which makes us feel the lack of everything else . Love is balm.but is it. I find it to be torture. The blind leap of faith you want to take but always scared about the aftermath. About being the one ridiculed cause one always leaves and the one left is shattered with denial and confusion. so much confusion. Love heals . It does heal for a few weeks it does . But it also leaves . It leaves out of nowhere leaving you disorientated and the ache .oh the aching.the tears. Oh god the tears . Clutching the heart as we believe that us where it hurts the most and crying in the pillow.love is a fools errand ,do they say that. I don't know but i think it to be true. It is foolish to be willing to go through all the other emotions and suffer just for the one single overrated emotion. To be so scared yet so hopeful. Wanting nothing to do with it .yet never ceasing to hope for it. Romanticism and love.we confuse the two I guess. Despair and longing is it any different . I wonder and keep on repeating the same mistake or maybe it is the way of life and not necessarily a mistake. Kind of like us buying apple products despite their crazy antics to make us spend all we earn and we endorse it just as more. Life is all about making mistakes and repeating it on loop until we figure it out and then avoid everything to repeat the same mistake and in doing so we go through the exact motion of making another mistakes . Just another hamster on the wheel.

[daffy-rimi]

[strange-thick-daily]

Why can’t we all just get along?

Album: Jammin’ Tv Sessions

Song: Pronoia

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[neuroinsurgente]

World Complete

beautiful pronoic synthwave

#synthwave #pronoia

[myownflowsblog]

I would rather have pronoia than paranoia.

[adamisshortforadamant]